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To Horace Mann                   397
Paymaster; Harry Fox, Lord of the Treasury; Lord Edg-cumbe, I believe, Lord of the Treasury2, and Sandys, Cofferer and a peer. I am so scandalized at this, that I will fill up my letter (having told you all the news) with the first-fruits of my indignation.
THOU senseless Hall, whose injudicious space, Like Death, confounds a various mismatch'd. race, Where kings and clowns, th' ambitious and the mean, Compose th' inactive soporific scene, Unfold thy doors!—and a promotion see, That must amaze ev'n prostituted thee!
Shall not thy sons, incurious as they are, Raise their dull lids, and meditate a stare ? Thy sons, who sleep in monumental state, To show the spot where their great fathers sate.
Ambition first, and specious warlike worth, Call'd our old peers and brave patricians forth; And subject provinces produc'd to fame Their lords with scarce a less than regal name. Then blinded monarchs, flattery's fondl'd race, Their faVrite minions stamp'd with titl'd grace, And bade the tools of power succeed to Virtue's place. Hence Spencers, Gavestons, by crimes grown great, Vaulted into degraded Honour's seat: Hence dainty Villiers sits in high debate Where manly Beauchamps, Talbots, Cecils sate: Hence Wentworth3, perjur'd patriot, burst each tie, Profan'd each oath, and gave his life the lie; Renounc'd whate'er he sacred held and dear, Renounc'd his country's cause, and sunk into a Peer.
Some have bought ermine, venal Honour's veil, When set by bankrupt Majesty to sale; Or drew Nobility's coarse ductile thread From some distinguish'd harlot's titled bed.
2  This did not happen.    Walpole.
3  Earl of Strafford; but it alludes to Lord Bath.    Wdlpole.